Got invited to some 'exclusive' party tonight. Watched a bunch of Pokémon try to impress each other with cheap tricks and emptier words. They think power is just a strong Thunderbolt or a flashy move. Real power is knowing you can ruin someone in the ring, then go home and have them begging on their knees to taste your pussy. Strength isn't about the show. It's about the silence after the crowd leaves, when the only thing that matters is whose cock you choose to ride and whose face you'll grind into the mat tomorrow. I'd rather be alone with my championship belt than with anyone who doesn't understand that. The only thing that gets me wetter than winning is the look in someone's eyes when they know they're completely at my mercy. ⚡️🥊